part 1 / theory: not possible

part 2 / theory: it was an act

part 3 / theory: there were 2 different beings

part 4 /theory: we are good people, taking care of the umbrella woman

• was she acting or under the effect of drugs?
• is she enjoying it or in danger?
• continuous drastically slow pace..
• the group had a mushroom lunch.. she had too much.
• did she know we were helping her?
• we were protecting her from the 2 boys who wanted to take her into the bush.
• obsession with the lanterns.
• we followed her on her journey to find her planet amidst the aliens.
• were we also being followed?
• confusion.
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that's some fresky shit man...
our theories are coming up soon..

the umbrella woman

on our way to babylon we witnessed a road trip.
stopping at saturn.., it was on its way home..
slowly examining every pit stop, evaluating
the reactions of the unknown.
so, we followed.
losing ourselves in a search belonging to the
unknown being... and what a being!
carefully camouflaged within its own bubble,
within its own time, within its own space...
lurking amongst living creatures. this being was
a traveller, lost in its own reality, a reality we could
only suspect, and suspect we did.
"open" conclusions were made..
a speculation that tied us together, involving us in
the search of another world, another dimension,
something beyond our imagination, or was it?
could we enter this world? were we made to wander,
following another creatures dream?
how did we get here? how did we leave?
this creature was alone, masked beauty and sensuality.
it had escaped imprisonment, searching for home..
we followed.. we became part of her nightmare..
bewildered, we pursued her.. hiding, laughing,
travelling in babylon..
we connected.
with precision she laid her steps.
scared at first.. fighting us off, keeping us away..
until she knew.
she realised we were her guardian angels.. we were
there to help.. protecting her from the enemies of
the dark... (hehe) lost in a an unknown world with
no escape, no sense of belonging, no time..
living in harmony with our surrounding and protecting
the umbrella woman when she strayed from her path..
her dream became our nightmare..
transfixed to the extreme we could not communicate beyond simple gestures.
we moved on to a friendly planet.. but it was not her home.. we moved on... and on.. at a distance we pusued the timeless race.. an effort without strength, a dream with no end.. to what avail? this being mezmerised us.. we travelled to the worlds beyond.. roaming against the current, into the darkness of the galaxy.. planitary guide.. refused entry. we moved on.. beyond recognition.. we were lost. lost in the universe.. beyond saturn,..
we had to let her go..
we left..
we were lost..
speculation
complication
despair..

the umbrella woman

this is a blog not meant to be understood.. so we don't take it personally that it's a fuck up.. it's just a register of mental hallucinations, by whom, we are not so sure.. us, or her.. something was happening.. someone was transported to the world beyond.. a world in which babylon exists and imagination is not just a dream .. it's real.. it's so real it becomes scary and your mind is unaturally invaded by wasted confusion.
the "umbrella woman" took us to a far away place.. we travelled with her as pilgrims do.. led to a world beyond recognition.. we followed in her dream.. she became our nightmare..
travellers of the mind.. smoke a joint if you need to... i surely do..